"You've been eating well lately. Look at you, you're a completely different person."
Hong Zhen looked at the transformed Chu Fan. The old arrogance in his eyes was gone, replaced by a fawning eagerness. "Found some way to make money?"
The guy was a classic bully—preying on the weak and fearing the strong—but at least he had some sense.
He had a vague feeling that Chu Fan was no longer the same kid everyone used to push around.
That was why his words carried a hint of caution and flattery.
Chu Fan hadn't worn his Seven Stars Gang uniform today.
How could Hong Zhen have ever guessed that he had not only joined the Seven Stars Gang, but had even become one of its disciples?
"I've joined the Seven Stars Gang."
Chu Fan said calmly, "Do you want to come along?"
Hong Zhen's eye twitched sharply. He had been standing straight, but in an instant, his back hunched over and he bowed.
